When I was 14 
I made a mess
Stumbled upon a guy
But later fixed my eyes on him
Wasnt long enough
I build up a fantasy inside my head
That killed me every time I saw him
Adrenaline rush but crunched emotions
We were holding hands, in my imaginations
Never had a word in person 
That chapter closed
I myself wreaked my heart with gruesome expectations
I am 18 
But I made a mess
Love confronted and I muddled on 
He greeted with a smile 
But I turned into a hurricane
Past kept flickering although I tried to blow it off
And when I finally did 
I greeted him with a smile
But he turned into a hurricane